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You only live Once!

Desperately I watch the clock at the bottom of my desktop at work. Another 4 hrs, how do i push it out? I wait for the weeks to end and I repeat, only to realise a year has gone by. Like a hamster on the treadmill, I keep circling and I have reached no where.An endless wait for the friday evening, or an endless wait for my paycheck!  When did life become so repeating? What I don't realise is I am getting old and heavy hearted as I push my youth to nothing! Like they say in the stories there is a light at the end of the tunnel! Why tunnel in first place? Why can't it be an open ground with limitless sky? The heart feels like it has lived a thousand years of pain already, but it has been only 2 years of desk work. The pangs of fluttery aspirations seems to have died in the four corners of cubicle. They say wrinkles say stories. But dark circles says another story.
A young soul in the old body, its not late yet, free yourself from the cages of society beliefs! Free your soul to your aspirations! #YOLO

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